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prismatica2020-03-09 01:19 pm
wingstosee) wrote in prismatica2020-03-09 01:19 pm
text; un: adversary
Oh. Hey there.
[ the voice that drifts through the communicators defies description. it is venus's voice, and it is not; like a young tenor, barrel-aged since the beginning of time and only just coming into its own. it sounds like fresh hookah and tastes like music. it's like static and honey, gently sifting out of electronic speakers. ]
This place... [ a sigh. ] It's beautiful, isn't it? A thousand thousands, living their own truths. It's flawed, and uncut, and cracked down the edges. It's the most beautiful, wonderful gem I've seen.
[ for a few seconds, the recording stays silent. all that remains is the background noise of lunatia: voices trickling up from the streets. the whirr of machinery and the hum of crystals. ]
There are hundreds of you, and I know so few. [ there's something ancient in her words. deep, old, sad. ] So while there's still time... Tell me. Remind me of your name. Let me see your face so I never forget it again.
[ an exhale, long and smooth. ]
And if you're hurting, or lonely, or you've forgotten too... Find me. I'm waiting. I'll always wait for you.
[ there's a soft laugh, barely audible - a fond exhalation more than anything voiced. ]
Until then, my darling.
[ the recording clicks off. ]
[ the voice that drifts through the communicators defies description. it is venus's voice, and it is not; like a young tenor, barrel-aged since the beginning of time and only just coming into its own. it sounds like fresh hookah and tastes like music. it's like static and honey, gently sifting out of electronic speakers. ]
This place... [ a sigh. ] It's beautiful, isn't it? A thousand thousands, living their own truths. It's flawed, and uncut, and cracked down the edges. It's the most beautiful, wonderful gem I've seen.
[ for a few seconds, the recording stays silent. all that remains is the background noise of lunatia: voices trickling up from the streets. the whirr of machinery and the hum of crystals. ]
There are hundreds of you, and I know so few. [ there's something ancient in her words. deep, old, sad. ] So while there's still time... Tell me. Remind me of your name. Let me see your face so I never forget it again.
[ an exhale, long and smooth. ]
And if you're hurting, or lonely, or you've forgotten too... Find me. I'm waiting. I'll always wait for you.
[ there's a soft laugh, barely audible - a fond exhalation more than anything voiced. ]
Until then, my darling.
[ the recording clicks off. ]
no subject
[ still, she smiles at his little quip. ]
No, I won't bore you with riddles. [ how many names has she had now? hundreds? thousands? she goes for the low-hanging fruits. ] Venus. Lucifer. Satan. Nachash. Whatever you wish.
no subject
[Oh good! He was kinda worried that she hadn't cracked a smile. You know, becoming too serious is bad for one's health.]
Are you my fire at my desire? [He relaxes comfortably, taking a seat with a smile on his end, causally removing his glasses.] Sorry, it's a lyric for a song back in my world about the goddess Venus. [Hmmm.] So you're the Morning Star then? Does that mean you're admitting that you're a rebel?
no subject
[ but that's an esoteric sort of conversation, and a lot more cryptic than what this boy is trying to say. she chuckles at his joke - she assumes it's a joke? that flies a little past her, at least. ]
A rebel... Yes, I am. For a world that could not. [ for a world that would not. ] And you? Do you choose to accept the burden of law?
no subject
[Esoterics aside, Ren just smiles and shrugs again. The mystery is part of the fun, after all. It's good he's helping her feel a little better. At least, he hopes.]
Not really.
[The next part becomes Private;]
We are more alike than I first thought. There as a so-called god of control who attempted to become ruler of the world, claiming that's what people wanted. We punished him accordingly.
I trust the law when there's responsible adults wielding it.